The first Tokyo Hostel - part 1

Rather than venture out and grab dinner, I opted for sleeping. After I made it to the hostel,

I climbed up 3 flights of stairs with my 30lb pack and found my capsule bed. 

What's a capsule bed? It's best shown, not described:

That's it. Think of it as a bunk bed room. 

So mine was the top bunk - which I'm never going to get again.  Well, at least I will request a lower bed. I think I'm 10 years older and 100lbs fatter than their standard guest. Every move I made was telegraphed with a woody groan. How fun it was to be reminded like that. The most fun part of the bed was that I had to make it myself. Yes. I had to make it myself which consisted of hanging on those tiny stairs and trying my best to drape one sheet across the mattress pad. I don't think I was that successful, but I am very lucky in one thing: when I booked, I couldn't book consecutive evenings in the same room, so I get another bed tonight! The bad news: I have to check out then check back in two more times. Today and then again Monday. Not exactly good planning on my part. 

Back to the sleeping arrangements:

The bed itself is a futon style foam mattress, which I can't really comment on the comfort level, because I was so very exhausted it didn't matter. Did I mention that I slept for 13 hours?

Anyway, if you want to know what it would be like to reside in a very spacious version of your coffin. Try a capsule bed!!

It has it's own sliding door for privacy, a couple of outlets, nice little shelf for my stuff. It's actually more spacious than I expected from first look. 

 On second thought, I should have done a panorama. That would have been a good idea. But maybe I'd take up most of the picture. 

Anyway, I woke up early and showered around 2:30am. I don't know if I'm going to continue with that schedule, but I woke myself up by smelling like sweat and airplane. Okay, I'm embellishing - I just woke up and felt gross and decided to shower before I ran into anyone. And then back to sleep. Sweet, sweet sleep.